My former neighbor called me because she was contemplating suicide. She was in tears and hysterical. She said she felt, "worthless."

I asked her why she would ever think such a thing when she is a such a compassionate, caring person who raised three wonderful and intelligent children. I asked her how a person like that could ever be considered worthless. After gently talking to her for awhile she calmed down and said she felt better.

That was eight years ago. Her and her husband adopted a Chinese girl last August. I'm proud to say I was also a part in helping her qualify as an adoptive parent. She has given me the best compliment of my life. She says I "saved her life."

And, from time to time she still calls me when things get her down. I treasure her because she's comforted me too. We help one another lift the heavy weight from each other's shoulders. Isn't that what it's all about?

[ December 13, 2005, 10:18 PM: Message edited by: ladybug ]